Regular readers will be aware of the work of Corndog The Cat, who had some kittens and hid them in the branches of a bush, where they all lived quite happily until she (Corndog) was adopted by my husband, a French-Canadian veterinary histopathologist (who enjoys pre-clinical safety biomarker validation). (The kittens were also adopted and not used in any pre-clinical trials.)
Here she is. Corndog. When I look at this picture, I think: it will not be physically possible for my adoring readers and/or fans to resist engaging in a "Caption Competion" when they see this snapshot!!!
Come on. You know you can't resist. So here you are. Give it your "best shot":
NB: no captions along the lines of "I am sad I am so fat I wish my owners would not give me so much food!", if you please, for the simple reason that passive-aggressive first-person anthropomorphism is just what it sounds like, i.e. a pile of wank. Plus we are not blind OR stupid, but it is hard to control this simple fact: Corndog is very fat because she is able to open the refrigerator door and eat all the butter. This is not a joke.
Here she is. Corndog. When I look at this picture, I think: it will not be physically possible for my adoring readers and/or fans to resist engaging in a "Caption Competion" when they see this snapshot!!!
Come on. You know you can't resist. So here you are. Give it your "best shot":
NB: no captions along the lines of "I am sad I am so fat I wish my owners would not give me so much food!", if you please, for the simple reason that passive-aggressive first-person anthropomorphism is just what it sounds like, i.e. a pile of wank. Plus we are not blind OR stupid, but it is hard to control this simple fact: Corndog is very fat because she is able to open the refrigerator door and eat all the butter. This is not a joke.
27 comments:
"What? I'm doing my sit ups."
If the corn dog won't come to the mountain, the mountain will become the corn dog.
There will be no bargain, young Jedi. I shall enjoy watching you die.
*only works if you're a tremendous nerd*
This is NOT 400 thread count.
Dog? What dog?
Oh, err, hi. I, um, thought you'd gone out.I was, um, just scratching my tummy...
Cat, folded.
(Also: I has had cheezburger.)
"oh go on Sir! Just one waffer thin mint..."
"So, I had this dream where I was eating a giant marshmallow, and when I woke up, the pillow was gone."
OH MY GOD MOM. COULD YOU KNOCK FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE? THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING. YEAH, JUST PUT THEM ON TOP OF MY DRESSER AND GO. AND CLOSE THE DOOR BEHIND YOU.
Stephen Hester wonders whether it is worth getting up today now that he won't get a bonus.
(British political reference)
What? I'm looking for my gum.
(NWM history reference)
I was considering liposuction. What do you think?
You locked the fridge? Then prepare to die.
Breakfast in bed? What a delightful suggestion.
Don't you fork with me sunshine!
I swear to God I put my belly button down here somewhere.
It is my fur stripes-they run the wrong way and make me look chubby.
@daisyfae: My first inclination was to look up those quotes!
"What? You weren't going to eat all that butter yourselves."
post-partum depression
I think I am smitten. Corndog you are the BBF of my dreams! (Big Beautiful Feline to you hoomans, natch.) Email me?
"Don't you be givin' me the evils!"
"Go on. You know you want to."
"We're out of toilet paper."
@Simply a Girl: Jabba the Hutt.
Is this still on, Monkey?
"Stop looking at it like that. This one is mine."
Icy (openly nerdish) Mt.
I don't have a caption, just some sympathy; When I was a kid, the only way to keep our evil mastermind cat out of the fridge was to put kiddie-locks on the fridge - which was ever so embarrassing for me as I was clearly far too old to require such things and felt the need to explain their presence to every single person who set foot in our kitchen, just to make sure they didn't think I was just a very greedy and stupid pre-teen.
Bring me Solo...and the wookie.
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